“He’s never raced me,” Sophie said. “You’ve seen me in my pool. I’m fast. I could swim laps around him.”

“Well, you could in your pool,” I said with a long laugh. “It’s only about 3 feet in diameter and 6 inches deep. He couldn’t fit in your pool.”

“I’d put up a bag of dog biscuits against one of his medals in a showdown,” Sophie said. “Yeah, a winner-take-all race.”

“Well, actually, I’d be putting up the dog biscuits,” I said. “I buy those you know.”

“That’s all right. They’re still mine,” Sophie said. “We could race out at Medi-Park. I’ve done laps there twice. But that was a few years back, so I wouldn’t really think he’d be scared off by my home-lake advantage. Do you think he’d like swimming among the ducks?”

I laughed and said, “I doubt he’ll be swimming out there against you.”